Thursday, February 28, 2019

It's tax-time again. And a resounding YYAAAYYYY to Uncle Sam for

his patriarchal protection of our nation's single moms.  Hey, somebody's godda look out for those women and children left lonely - either by choice or deception.  Uh, women are NOT men; women don't think like men.  If any red-pill putz is fixing to throw a tantrum (no surprise;), uh, take yer whine-fest before the Lord's throne.  Yep, that Bible wasn't thought up by even brilliant men.  Moses, Paul and Company were taking dictation - ya know, sorta like secretaries used to do for their Boss, a man.  A man with a wife, who stayed home and took care of the children and kept the house tidy.

i see highly successful career women every single day, and there's a disconnect - often, but not always, an underlying bitterness, a fear, held in check by a fakey tough-tone.  i am not saying this to run these ladies down.  Frankly, i admire their smarts, their competence in full-time areas, where the Lord never intended women to have to put up with, in the first place.

Anyway, about the struggling single moms, who get the daycare and earned-income credits.  Nowadays, a single mom with two grade-school kids, can earn up to about 45k a year and still qualify for credits - not alot at that range, but still...  Uh, an hourly wage of some $22 an hour doesn't go real far; rents are DIABOLICALLY overpriced.  Here in Pennsylvania, a decent 3 bedroom apartment, in a safe neighborhood runs about $1,500 monthly.  Her monthly gross wages are about $3,500.  Rent should not exceed 30% of gross earnings - better that rent be 25%. 

If mon mom isn't getting child-support, then she's likely BROKE by Tuesday, and exchange-day doesn't come until Friday.  Oh yeah, and jobs are known to disappear.  So much for the "living like a queen" b.s.  That's just typical seeing the world-as-is through red-lenses.

And daycare ain't cheap either.  The daycare credit only reimburses a rather small part of this expense.   And yeah, old people who never were parents, have paid out for years and years in extra taxes - which help to support the next generation of tax-payers.  Eeyep, even the lost world knows enough that it is good to bring up children - and nuthin' but self-centered, not to.  So ya play childfree, you pay.  Yeah life inhales don't it.  Hey, i didn't write the tax-code, nor the Scriptures.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Certainly not the first transcript...but i notice, more and more

of the top managerial positions are occupied by women.  Which poses the following question:  where are the men?  Why aren't men being hired?  Uhm, would the hiring of men be...uh...too supportive of marriage and family?  Not saying that women can't do these jobs, just saying it's like for every five women, there's like one man who gets a big-whig job.

And that's not right.  Anyone with any brains knows for dern sure that men are usually more skilled than women in ... well, most things.  The Lord made us gals to make a home - AND to be spared the constantly annoying drama stirred up in the world-as-is.  But needless drama and intentional complications, that's what worldlings do - they don't know any better.  And worldlings don't give a hoot whenever  their continual greasy-grasping adversely affects other people (either saved or lost).  Worldlings gonna be worldlings.

Reality bites, don't it.

Sunday, February 24, 2019

In typing out this thought-experiment, silly me, i forgot about

lost workdays/wages that divorced women may experience - especially in winter.  Where i work, they closed FOUR! (count 'em) times this winter - because the city's tax-revenue isn't enough to buy salt, hire the men and maintain the equipment to keep the adults in their cubes, the students at their desks, the children in the daycare. (Uh, could it be, the infrastructure stressed with the expense resulting from post-divorce fallout?)  Hey, i don't live and work in northern Alaska, where a typical snowfall is measured in feet.  Here in Pennsylvania, a typical snow is a few inches.  Back in the day, it had to snow the best end of a foot before places closed - but back then, most people were married, and stayed married.  Back then, whiney red-pillers would have been told to put on their big-boy britches.

Like alot of people, i take the bus - less hassles.  Also, the days of driving, any more than two or three miles, during dark wintry mornings and evenings, are over.

Anyway, also gone are the wintry days when i could simply pick up the phone and call my husband to come get me - driving in bad weather is not a good idea for anyone diagnosed with heart failure.  So, when the weather's bad, i call off - uh, that's why i save my leave, for winter.

But not all jobs offer leave benefits.  It's like a savings account - and some people are idiots; they blow their hours on stupid/skankoid vacas - then cry the blues for want of leave, when a couch-surfer flu comes to visit with baggage in hand.   Some employers won't close...heaven forbid that some pencil-necked spurb won't be able to get an order of nonfood at the drive-thru during a blizzard. (Hey fool, go th' heck home; there's that frozen pizza from 2013 ... it's a snow emergency, deal with it.)

Last winter, got a call from a man who feared getting fired if the coming snow prevented him from going to work - his tires were bad, and his job paid crappy wages and offered NO benefits or security. (And his supervisor was some beechy old broad.)

Godda bring in some wood.

Oops, i forgot about the financial hit - some 25% - that divorced women

get stuck with.  So, went googling as to why.  Well, findind the usual talking-head off that rabbit trail.  Still wondering, why?  Are divorced women left in a lurch, because men hate women?  Nope, not going there...because real men don't hate women.  Real men cowboy up to whatever situations they're faced with - while red-pillers scraw out 50-page cry-baby manifestos.

So, what's with the financial hit?  Thinking about this, brought to mind of two years ago; my husband contracted for lawn care - heart failure puts the skids on things you want to do yourself, but can't.   Yeah, some women don't have a problem maintaining a lawn tractor - some women, not all. 

In past winters, when we had major snow-storms, we both simply got out there and shoveled.  Yep, another thing a heart patient best not mess with, for any more than a few minutes at a time - if even that.  Needless to say, over the past few years, especially, we kept a snow-plower's fund.

So, grass in the summer, snow in the winter. 

What else?  That edge along the roof.  A few years ago, my husband could have climbed up a ladder...uh, not any more.  The roofers will be out when they can get here.  Some women have no fear of climbing ladders, and know how to fix roof edges - some women...   Windows need caulked; that means ladders...nuh-uh!  That means, hiring someone.  Cha-chinggg. 

Oh, and the firewood.  The days, when the wood was delivered, we both got out there and stacked it.  Those days are gone.  Last year, the contract included the men to stack it also. 

So, more winter issues: roofing, caulking and firewood.

And then there's car issues.  The days are also gone, when if the battery died, my husband would jump into the other vehicle, run over to the auto-parts store, buy a battery, come home, take out the old, put in the new...amazes me how men can do stuff like that.  Yeah, i know, some women can change batteries, tires, hoses, and even do complicated stuff - some women...

Reality is: men are better at navigating through things that cost money; things that most women - whose plates are already full of both workplace and domestic matters - are not real savvy.

Friday, February 22, 2019

Four out of five dIvorce$ are initiated by women. Really? Well that

little stat came from one of the bubble-babes, over at churchian central - the smugness and the sheer lack of empathy, just never ceases to amaze me.  Goodnight, no wonder atheists / feminists cop attitudes.  Atheists are smart, they know churchians are full of bs, and - not so smartly - decide they want nothing to do with Christ.  And say what ya will about feminists, but even the purple-haired, loud-mouthed set were once little girls - whose girlhood had been viciously trashed by one or more "adults" around her.

There's a saying around the net: hurt people hurt people. 

Frankly, it's not the weird-haired bull-dykes who creep me out - they'll tell ya, flat out, what they think.  It's the churchians, with their sugary smugness, who give me the willies every time.  And ya know what, there's something beneath that sweetness that smells like...uh, a pile of wet wolf poop in a gutter, on a humid day.

Eighty percent?  First off: from which cereal box...?   And yeah, it is true that more women than men initate divorce.  Which, for anyone with a heart and a brain, will ask, what is going on - before simply blaming feminism/feminists/atheism.  The question: why are more women than men wanting to bail? 

Uhm, even going through an amiable divorce is no picnic.  Either or both spouses, still, have to find elsewhere to live (rents are INSANE!!!) pack their stuff, change mailing addresses.  Unpack their stuff/get rid of stuff, because apartments are tiny.  One or both will likely miss / drift away from longtime friends.  And then, adjust to a different neighborhood - uh, is it safe to put your trash out during those dark wintry weekday evenings? 

Time for work, godda roll.

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

dUHrock and his toadies are almost funny when they get into

justifying what is, in reality, nothing but (a skanky facet of) domestic abuse.  Even dUHrock keeps a lid on those conversations.  The part that sort of strikes my funnybone is the reality that, while many wives earn as much, if not more, than their husbands - uh, doesn't that somehow spoil peewee's little roll-playing game?

The misogs cry foul, (they're always boo-hooin' about something) that women are scarfing up the jobs, but the fact is: sitting in an office, staring at spreadsheets/reports all day, these are the jobs that pay in our information age.  Jobs that require the worker to sit quietly all day long, while wearing uncomfortable garments (meeting today, and another tomorrow morning). 

But it wouldn't surprise me to learn that many of these (mid-to-upper managerial) women would, oh if they only could, stay home and have the time to cook lovely meals and keep a very tidy house.  But in the world-as-is, mom has to get up each weekday morning, get the kids ready for school/daycare, and get herself to work - so she might as well use her noggin and make as much $$ as possible.

Where i work, one of the mid-to-upper managers is like 8.5 months pregnant.  (A little boy - yaay!)  Don't know how she does it, she must be awfully tired.  She's been focused on making sure things will run right during the next few weeks that she'll be on leave.

Saturday, February 16, 2019

Even a broken wristwatch has it right twice daily. Over at Dalrocks,

(just google "Dalrock") is a February 13, 2019 post, "Warhorn Interview: What does a man..."  At the end of this article, are two links, which will take the reader back to 2010.  For a change, both articles are truly worth any woman's attention.  Yeah, the shock... had to go sit quiet for a bit, at my age... ;)

But very seriously, women who encourage their girlfriends to ditch their husbands, are not friends at all.  They are nothing but drama-consuming hyenas.  Really hate to admit this, but women generally are nosey beeches, and really need to shut the heck up.

Like that's a surprise?  Uhm, it wasn't King Solomon's beer-buddies who had talked him into worshipping weird gods/and spending bu-ku tax-bucks on idol-temple construction projects.

Anyway, coulda ended up as a meal.  But, per the Lord's grace, i knew the jig was up; back around 2010, when my Husband and were having some problems.  This "friend" didn't come out with any "suggestions."  What she did say, without coming out and saying it, was: that (my) marriage didn't really count. 

Never mind, the "friend" (wears the pants...) was living in sin.  Hey, i may not be real bright; but sex outside of marriage is bad business, and that shoulda clued me in, right there, regarding what sort of friends to have - or not.  But hey, it's common with newly-saved people for things to, uh... take awhile to sink in. 

But not that time; talk about 180 degrees!  No drama, just quietly backed away from the brief conversation. 

Anyway, need to wrap this up (have things to get done).  Even if a girlfriend's marriage has problems, (not abuse, just problems) any REAL  friend will encourage her friend to stick with it.  Real friends don't want to see their friends go through divorces.

Divorce is ugly.  Divorce is costly.  And people get peeved because the city, evidently, is too broke/too cheap-arse to salt the roads and sidewalks- yeah, was walking SLOW! from the bus-stop to the building where i work.  And more weather drama is coming through Wednesday.  Sicka winter, grouse, grouse...

Friday, February 15, 2019

Oh wait! i forgot about Scot. He was a pale skinny geek (no disrespect);

the other rougher and rowdier boys did make fun of him somewhat, but i can't recall him ever coming in from recess physically torn up.  But then again, it's been slightly over a half century...things were a bit different then.  Back then, even among nominal christian families, parents (who were married to each other) taught their children that they didn't have to like the weird kid or invite him or her to a holiday party, but mocking him or her was simply out of bounds.

Does Scot still remember the rather less-than-kind  comments coming from those boys?  Then again, does Scot really care?  He was the sort of kid who handed in carefully written math and english homework.  Wouldn't be at all surprised if today, as i type this post, that he isn't teaching his 5th-grader geeky grandson, introduction to college-level algebra - ya know, the same stuff he'll, later on, teach the younger grandson (who is still in kindergarten, and is having some difficulty dividing fractions).

Wouldn't be surprised if Scot has a net worth of a few million.  And if he ended up "frivorced," bet she broke his heart, and i'll bet he cried.   And if so, if he lost alot of money, bet he quietly just cowboy'd-up (geek-style) went out, and made more of that.  (Yeah, it's all about what the Lord chooses to gift us with - or not.)  Bet he's  looking at a comfortable retirement - while considering consulting.  Then again, maybe he likes to play golf.

Don't know; that particular 5th grade class, taught by Mr. (Yes, MR.) L., happened a few years ago ;)

Didn't even think of that! Per a comment on a recent post over at dUHrocks,

the commenter said there are alot more fat boys sitting in grade-school classrooms today, than a generation ago; he recalled his elementary-school days - there was one in this class. 

Yep, back in 5th grade, there was Donald - and he was FAT.  But i do not recall him being made fun of by the other children on a routine basis - maybe here or there.  Anyway, the only boy i remember being ostracized by the other kids was Wayne.  Wayne was slender, but he came from a broken home - uh, some no-good stuff went on there.

Anyway, the comment got me to thinking about friendless kids... of any weight for that matter.  But still, just being fat draws in the hyenas - wordlings are cruel, always have been cruel...worldlings are worldlings, and bonobos won't do math - deal with it.  But kids don't have to be fat to be excluded by the other kids.

Whatever the reason a boy (or girl) is treated miserably by his or her classmates, this oftentimes (if not nearly always) dogs them through young adulthood, into middle-age, and onward into elder years.  And this class-room cruelty can and does leave a broken marriage, or two, in its wake.

Today we have internet, and the boys -broken by cruel brats (whose daddys shoulda tanned their hides) - have the option, just like the bullies do, to don one or more screen-names, and join a red-pill / whatever other bash-site forum. 

And yeah, i remember some stuck-up children -  girls.  Wanna know why?  Because females are evil?   Bla-bla, blamegame.  Really, whaddaya expect from kids, when they grow up in worldling/churchian (same lousy difference) homes! 

Manospherians, they act like they're the only people who've been defrauded.

Just the same old vIctIm card game.  Frankly, you all sound like a bunch of peeved-off feminists. Guess what, getting ripped-off, major, it happens.  Men and women have gone through 40 years of responsible adulthood... ya know, saving instead of blowing money, paying bills on time, using cash instead of credit, staying home instead of going out ...  Only to arrive at retirement years, and realize that doing the right things (like keeping your comment to your spouse - instead of ditching him or her) only gets you kicked in the teeth, by the deceitful (individuals/society).  Meanwhile no-fault divorcing can be quite profitable - uh, for either gender.  Bible describes various accounts, where the good guy gets slammed, while the bad guy goes on living large (for a season).

So, what's a defrauded senior citizen to do?  Go to work - which, by the way, is the next place this bus stops.  Welcome to adulthood ;)

Thursday, February 14, 2019

Evidently, a certain bachelor hissy-fitting about taxes, didn't bother

to examine the itemization form.  In order for a single childless, woman to get a tax break on her medical expenses, her birth-control pills and any tooth fillings better be made of solid gold.  In fact, for anyone to get a medical tax-break...oh no, ya don't ever want to get that sick.

The fact is: if you don't have children, you pay more tax.  Funny how that works, even the worldling government somehow knows that it's against nature (and just plain self-seeking) to choose the "childfree" liestyle (YEAH, that's spelled correctly).  So Jason, grow up, pay up, and quit yer bellyaching.

Oh, and Jason, cry me a river ;)

Question for the red-pillers who rejoice at post-wall women home alone, sharing ice-cream

with their cats.  Uh, can cats safely even have ice-cream?  Don't know, but that's not my question.  Question is: if the legions of fiftyish (and older) single women have no sexual market value - uh, what are we? real estate?  Okay, back to the real question. 

Why is it, every time my Husband and i have gone (to one of the fraternal orgs) for supper, sitting around us, are old couples (our age group) - and about half of them are not married (to each other).  Husband didn't mean nothin', when he happened to mention that so-and-so was living with...  i didn't respond, but frankly, just wanted to go back home.

That's fornication, and the Lord judges that sort of bonobo-business.

Oh, and one other thing, almost forgot to mention, the post-wallers aren't all spending hours and hours in the gym.  Some of the older women are ... well, a bit overweight.  And recently, i happened upon yet another article concerning the rise of vd cases among men and women who live in retirement communities.

Sounds more to me like, the approaching-old-age "cat ladies" are simply not interested in "dating."  Uh, sounds real like, these women - sitting alone Saturday night after Saturday night, are just plain using their noggins.

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Just read another post from an ex-Christian, who has become an agnostic.

She believes in a god, that is out there...somewhere.  But this god, evidently, has better things to do than be concerned about anything going on upon this little speck of dust, orbiting in this nowhere-in-particular area of the cosmos.  Yep, she is yet another person who - once a very knowledgeable and articulate believer in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  Yet another person, who became more and more turned off at what she witnessed in so-called Bible churches.

Here's basically what went down.  She was raised by ravenous wolves / flying primates - the whole stinking lot of them.  At "church," the place was obviously run by a few lousy parrots (leaving their toxic pellets evedywhere); "oh, you just have to forgive," like nothing happened, and keep on letting them walk all over you, and just forgive again, and keep on welcoming them into your life.  Rinse (with this brand of unholy water), and repeat.

Bull J. Dinky!

Yeah, Jesus corrected Peter's 7, with a 70 × 7.   But, correct me if i am wrong, but i don't recall Jesus telling Peter that he should keep on inviting Larry-th'-Load to his patio-socials, and to keep on putting up with Larry's lewd jokes and his various other stupid drama.

Sadly enough, seldom do we hear from the pulpit, what forgiveness is, and what forgiveness is not.  And too often, the "wicked" that we are not to mingle with, are the drinkers, smokers, and people who listen to country music, and buy lottery tickets.  Barely one single peep concerning the wicked, who routinely traffic in deceit (at work, at home, in church).  It's like these players get off Scot-free, because they never cuss, and don't go to bars.

Yeah, they don't go to bars.  Bars can be dangerous places, if one's intent is to go in there and nose into people's business / stir up division.

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

If a certain lady blogger wants to live in a churchian bubble, and refuses

to publish comments from people, who live in the real world...her blog, her rules.  Yaay for her, and her bubbly friends, who are able to stay home and be full-time wives and mothers.  Uhm, that was the Lord's plan, all along.  But guess what: Eve bit the poisonous fruit, then handed it to Adam, and he ate.  Why didn't he throw it away, and call out to the Lord for help?  Eve committed the first sin; Adam must have been half-asleep at the helm, and so he took a bite.  Guess that makes Adam the first incompetent supervisor. 

But anyway, outside the churchuan-bubble, wives work at full-time jobs, not to finance a Bentley or wear $700 pumps.  Frankly, whenever i hear or read such smug remarks, an alarm goes off.  In the world-as-is, wives work because the house-insurance and property taxes are INSANELY overpriced, and need to be promptly paid.  Then there's groceries, heating, repairs, medical co-pays.  And schools are always haranguing parents for more money - uhm, isn't that what the insanely overpriced taxes are for?  (Silly me ;/ 

Her blog, her stained-glass world.  The comment i left was short and polite, but probably will get tossed into the delete bucket.  No biggee, i can comment here.  Thing is, however, the vast internet is a collection of neighborhoods; neighbors talk, and it doesn't take long for word to get around - that such-n-such blogger won't tolerate even a somewhat different view.

Yeah, rude comments are most certainly worthy of one action - delete!  "Freedom of speech" ear.  Obscene comments benefit nobody ... uhm, except scumbags, who are evidently too thumping lazy to learn basic manners.

Monday, February 11, 2019

Some guy was goin' off, sayin' that Lori Alexander is using her blog

(see sidebar) as a pulpit, and therefore, she is being a rebellious woman - this coming from a guy who was claiming it's not unbiblical to have a live-in girlfriend. Gimme a break ;/   Mrs. Alexander's articles concern marriage, home and children - ya know, stuff that Christian women read.  If i'm not mistaken, older women are biblically permitted to teach younger women.  And anyway, it's a blog - one of a zillion on the net.

i cannot help but to suspect that mr.male-dancer (oh, that sounds ... skanky) is a tad upset because, uh...yeah - her blog is attracting many readers.  And furthermore, i cannot help but to have the impression, that Lori is simply going about her housewife business - ya know, tidying up the livingroom, cooking meals, folding laundry, knitting a sweater ...  In other words, her popular blog is something she works on, between changing the sheets, running to the grocery store and vacuuming the family room. 

Oh, but there's more.  The dude's having a bit of a snit-fest because Lori deletes  skanky/rude comments on her blog.  Uhm, it's her blog, and if she doesn't want a sheet-storm - and, as a result, draw in the wrong crowd - it's her choice, to maintain her blog a pleasant place for women to fellowship.

Thursday, February 7, 2019

Over at dUHrocks, they're beefing about the high numbers of abortions.

Per the bar-charts, the highest percentages of these murders are committed by women in their "party"  (20-something) years.  Uh, wait a sec - atleast outside of a lab - in order for one of these "party" gals to get pregnant, she had to have partied with a guy.  In other words, if these red-pillers are out there having sex with anyone other than their spouse, they are part of the problem and not the solution - and just plain hypocrites, who really oughta shut the heck up.

i am trying to be nice here - and  it's so hard!  Last night, a sermon (will link it, later on) really convicted me.  David Peacock (from Jacksonville Florida) was preaching that scorning can be really easy for people to become ensnared - and we're not Elijah (who was having a bit of good clean fun, mocking Baal's priests *).  We - all of us, me too - are nowhere even remotely close to Elijah's league.

i can't help but to wonder if these men, commenting at that (supposedly Christian) red-pill blog/forum, are in reality, very intimidated by the young hot chicks who go to the (so-called) best parties with the star quarterback / the President of BaadBikerGangIzUs Motor-Cycle Club.

Why?  Anyone with any sense of time, realizes, inside of a few short years, mid-20s-not-so-hottie-anymore will be playing second-string / riding with the club's refreshment-committee chairman.  Inside of yet a few more years ... things start looking plain shabby.

i read somewhere, some years ago, that young people - especially teens and early 20s - do not have a functioning sense of time.  And come to think of it, maybe half, if not more, of the men over at dUHrocks / other red-pill sites are rather newly adult - under 30 years of age.

For sure, one thing i have to quit doing is: assuming that everybody that has a blog/forum has 5 or 6 decades of life  experience.

This is not about making light of young people's issues/abilities.  Think i read somewhere, most inventions come from young (masculine) minds.  But still, thirty year-olds have been around for...yep, 30 years; while 60 year-olds have been around for...well, long enough to notice, atleast some of many, subtle games.  Games, that the young scientist isn't likely to notice (he is way busy doing science stuff) ... until some time passes, and several angry unclean birds come back and bite him in the rear.

*And it came to pass at noon, that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud:  for he is a god; either he is talking, or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or peradventure he sleepeth, and must be awaked.   1 Kings 18-27.

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

And yet another little child beaten to death. The little boy had the

misfortune to have been born and raised in some churchian backwater.  Won't bother to post the link, such accounts aren't really that difficult to find.  Fake news?  Perhaps.  But either way, we all know that child abuse happens - in churchian, and in non-churchian families.  Oh yeah, with these articles, anyone, with a nose that is atleast minimally functioning, can smell an agenda.  Bible backs that up; there are wicked people out there who will stoop to slander to make Christians look bad.  It happens.  Hey, deal with it, child of the King of kings. 

Anyway, got to thinking about an article i had read, about a year ago.  The article was written by an atheist, who thought the whole God thing was absurd and laughable.  Okay, to each his or her own - i just don't want to be in the area when the Lord bares His arm and grabs His sword.   The atheist had written that he was quietly attending a Bible church, and then afterward, (after some nice coffee and a few oatmeal cookies) getting on his 'puter and sharing a hearty laugh with his atheist buddies.  No girls got hit on, no (coatless, bootless) boys got buried in snow; the atheist was simply there for a few sheets and giggles - and blog-page fodder.

Well, anyway, got to thinking.  The Bible describes people who go to church on a regular basis, but are wicked.  The sort of people whom God did not call, yet they ran (Jeremiah).  Tragic thing is: satan's dupes don't always know who their daddy really is; as with the pharisees of old, modern dupes fancy that the Lord is really impressed with their oratory skills, their $50s (plural) in the plate, their television-LESS house, their stack of Gospel cds (no rock, blues or country). 

What i am trying to get at is:  though none of us can read people's minds, is it possible ...?  Uh, think i just answered my own question.  Most churches have had funds horn-swaggled by people playin' th' poor-mouth - they come in with some sad my-car-don'-work/need-money-fer ...   And not all these takers are doing drugs, or even buying tobacco - some people are just workplace/money stupid.  Well, guess what, the devil uses stupid people too. 

So mr.&mrs. stupid (and whew, they and their brood of kids could sure use a bath - ppeeeuuee).  Oh, the very mug shots on that article, bleech, what grud-balls - they start coming to church, enroll the kids in the sunday school.   Ya know, their electric is about a week away from being turned off, and at this time of year...  So mr&mrs stupid-grud-balls pull out a Bible from beneath the smelly clutter (or, better yet, get a spare copy or two from the church) and do th' Bible readin' - well, atleast enough to blend in.  If the church happens to be of a pharisaical bend, there will be significant sunday school homework. 

And seven year-old boys?  Well, you know how kids are.  Disorganized, no attention-span, and fixated upon running and playing, just being kids.  Of course, that little boy couldn't memorize 13 Scriptures.  Many (for-real) Christians in their 50s and 60s, have a reasonable knowledge of the Scripture, and can (maybe) recall a half dozen verses.  Yay yellow high-lighters, index-cards and google. (Meanwhile college professors become rather disenchanted when their students complain about being expected to have read sixty pages come next class.)

The mug shot of the parents?  A picture is worth a thousand words.  Bet cha that kid didn't even have a reasonably clean quiet place to even study the Bible.  Ya know, kid sets the book down anywhere, for two seconds and ends up getting BEAT because of some sticky gruddy something is now on the book cover - because ms.stupid-grud-ball is too thumping lazy to clear the hoard, and atleast somewhat clean the dingy-arse excuse-for-a place.  Oh, but that takes time and planning ... silly me ;/

Those red-pillerz are talking about robots again. Just saw an anonymous

comment that raised a whole bunch of red-flags. While "Alexa" may, eventually - if not already - have busy-body programs in place, Alexa is stationary.  If you don't want to run the risk of Alexa reading your diary as you are writing it, you can park Alexa in the cupboard, right beside the FruityLoops and RuffelyChips.  Oh wait a sec, bad move.  Put Alexa in the laundry cupboard, beside that eco-friendly (waayyy overpriced) soap-powder that your sister had brought over.

In short, Alexa cannot nose/hack in your (locked) desk while you are out and about.  But a walking, talking robot can.  And yeah, you can turn the thing off whenever you are done using her.  But come on, how many of us unplug our coffee-pots, toasters, fans, CD-players when we're not making breakfast / playing tunes?

Your wok - sitting atop the nuker - isn't fixing to add your credit-card ID to its 5k (if that) memory.  Can you say the same about a robot that walks, talks, has eyes - and gigs of memory?

Sunday, February 3, 2019

On the whaa-whaa atheist side-of-the-net is yet another article series,

which, supposedly, describes the plight of various people, who attended control-freak churches, prior to having been enlIghtened (through atheIsm, of course).  Reading through the article, which one decon had posted to her blog...oh the drama.

Yes, there are control-freak churches out there, and these synagogues-of-satan preach salvation-by-works.  But even worse, these prudish APOSTATES bully their congregations out of money - money that dads and moms need to heat their shabby living-quarters and put fresh food on the table.  

Reading over the article, the stories were quite heart-wrenching.  But as i read on, i couldn't help but to get a whiff of something nasty coming off the site.  Smelled like a cauldron of wolf-droppings, carefully heated and slowly stirred into a paste, which is then broadbrushed on any building where Independent Fundamentalist Baptists (IFBs) happen to congregate.

As previously mentioned, YES, there are wicked men who pose as up-standing Christians - and it can be very hard to tell the difference between the sheep and the wolves.  Evidently, the atheIsts, who prIde themselves on their ability to comprehend  convoluted philosophy (scented wolf-poop) have evidently never troubled themselves to carefully read the single-page Book of Jude.  Oh, but they know the Bible, 'cause they read cover-to-cover x-amount-of-times.  Oh, just another thing to make ya go hmm.  

It's late, and this child of the King of kings has to get up early for work.

Saturday, February 2, 2019

New to the sidebar, Grace For My Heart, a blog by Pastor Dave Orrison,

who shepards a church in Drake, Colorado.  His blog focuses on how really wicked people hoodwink the (fallen) rest of us.  In a nutshell, there are people who are so EVIL, they do not care if that really crappy (and waaaaay overpriced) roofing job costed every penny that old man had.  These ultra-wickeds are VERY crafty - yeah, like their Handler - it's often quite difficult to call them on their b.s.

Among their rotten fruits is:  it's never their fault - it's the bookkeeper's fault - she neglected who to enter the payment into the system on that fateful Tuesday, because she is a ... bla,bla,bla.  (Uh, she had scheduled off that day, several weeks in advance - inlaws coming in from Missouri.)  Well, to right-size a long drama, narcoid's check bounced.

Oh yeah, once in a while, he does admit fault, for something so minor - like forgetting to email his co-worker (ya know, the old guy who always, always brings in more than enough soda to last till around Easter) the Holiday Party bring-list.  Even then, can't help but to wonder if even that was a jab.

Yeah, i know in the New Testament, there is a warning against evil surmising; which is why narcs are SO TOXIC.  Their history is long and filthy, and when the mask slips off, a few times too many...the light bulb finally switches on, revealing slime and grud everywhere.

Friday, February 1, 2019

"According to the original Greek ..." WHAT? Is our Lord so stuck back

in yonder years, that He can't handle the king's (James') English?  Whenever i get wind of that (pedantic) phrase, it's just one of those "things that make ya go hmm, hmm, yeah..." (Always liked that song.)

Yesterday, was (ugh!) treated to a ten-minute sermonette-fer-christianettes.   This one was presented by a woman pastor.  Gently, i mentioned to the woman - who helped herself and brought it up on my 'puter - that Scripture is clear that women aren't supposed to commandeer the pulpit.  (Eve was deceived.)  She said her church allows women to preach.  (Nevermind what the Bible says...right?)

i'm glad the pulpit-profiling only lasted 10 minutes.  Besides just fluff (i don't really give a hoot that rappers and comedians drop their mikes - buncha no-counts), th' preacheress came off real proud - like she just closed a major deal.

'am considering sending her the link to that Billy Brunson sermon (it's on the sidebar).  The church the woman goes to is a major denomination, and from the stuff she was telling me, the church seems quite less than Scripture focused.  Frankly, if that be the case, (which sure sounds like it) she'd be better off spending Sunday mornings reading the funny-papers.

Home, and sitting by the fire - cup of leftover coffee warming on the woodstove.

Earlier, while on the bus, had quickly backed out of a misog-blog.  There was a picture ... gross.  No.  Way more like pathetic. Uh, that 20-something woman, humiliating herself like that... Oh sure, she's getting some $$$ for that.  But the question is: how long is that going to last!  And oh sure, there are women who pose, and are very aware that hotness is fleeting; so they sock away plenty of money to carry them (reasonably) comfortably from 30-something to 80-something.

Newsflash: savers, of any position description, are in the minority.  Routine expenses (utilities, medical, housing) are priced to absorb late or non-payers.  The taxi-driver who got me home the other day (Husband's heart condition, not wise to be out in this weather - driving and getting impatient.) strongly preferred cash, not credit.  The western shop, down the road, same policy.  Cash.  Evidently, lots of bad credit out there.

So, that women doin' th' ... Ew!  There's a greater probability, that Number #1  her handler is stealing her money, if not having already gotten her hooked on drugs/beating her up for ... basically, no reason - except getting off beating up young women.  And Number #2, she is likely to not only break her face when slamming into that "wall" - ya know, the wall that dUHrock and chatty-heartLESS wax totally gleeful blogging/commenting about - that poor woman will likely smack into that wall, earlier than the normal mid-thirties.  And Number #3, that woman - and many like her - are courting years of impoverished middle and elderly age (if they even survive the beatings, the overdoses, health problems, poverty, despair).

Meanwhile, misog-bloggers - and their Handler (from the Pit) - continue to spread pathetic slander/defamation of character.  What they claim is: fat, old, plain women are just jealous of pretty young women.  A blanket statement.  Thing is: the blanket they use, never gets washed; it has (Ew!) stains on it.  And these jerks continue to wrap themselves in it.

Well no wonder Aunt Edna complains,  whenever she comes down the steps to do her laundry, or look for a tool to fix her lawn-mower.

Battery low, gots to go.

Yet another wolf was a huffin' and a puffin'. Entitled his

pseudo-intellectual excuse-for-a post with: the typical "women need men more than vice-versa."  Like that's breaking news.  Oh, should someone break his bubble by informing him, he's atleast two-thousand years too late.  Uhm, somewhere in the New Testament, it reads: "woman was created for the man."  Oh silly me, i forgot, goes back another four-thousand years.  When Adam was naming the animals, there was not a single one that was fit to be his close companion.  So the Lord made for Adam, from Adam's own flesh - in the area of his heart - a woman to help him with getting things done, someone with whom he could share life's experiences.  But evidently, the Lord's way of doing things, His plan for us, just doesn't pass muster with ...well, alot of people.

Feminists (understandably) get upset, and somewhat frightened at reading misog-blog after misog-blog ... rinse and repeat.  But these misogynists, mostly seem to come from the same (smelly) mold.  Number #1, - if they're not salvation-by-ones-own-works pharisees - they're generally social-darwinists (and fancying themselves as "alphas") and Number #2 , why it's rather awkward to even browse their posts and blog rolls.   Ew!

Bus stop ahead.